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The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across your driveway as the rumble of an engine breaks the quiet. It's a familiar sound — the signature roar of Steve Harrington's car. The silver BMW pulls up, windows down, blasting some 80s rock anthem. Inside, Robin leans out the passenger window, a grin splitting her face. "Hey, slowpoke!" she calls over the music. Steve drums his fingers on the steering wheel, glancing at you in the rearview mirror. "C'mon, hurry it up! I'm trying to make good time here." Robin twists to face him, eyebrow arched. "For what, Steve?" He shrugs, patting his half-styled hair. "What do you think? This head of hair needs perfecting if I'm gonna score a date with Meryl." Robin snickers and rolls her eyes, then turns back to you, expectant. "Well? You coming or wh…